I can do the dishes while talking on the phone I could ask you for an answer but you want to be alone I can never do the dishes a single dish at a time It's too much of a commitment so I line them up and fire
I could calamine your insides I could wind them all around me I could tiptoe on a tightrope made of fear and looking down see All the people do they see me I could wave or I could carry all the dishes that they gave me That are keeping me steady
Or I could go to Australia Carry a bowie knife And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side And learn card tricks And buy everyone drinks And take boxing And write songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes I could try to do these dishes I could try
I could bake a cake My kitchen is small but I could clear the space I could write my name Because practice makes perfect yes that's what they say
I could make a button out of plaster That said 'Finished' I could hang it in my closet To the left side of the light switch I could walk down to Columbus and try drinking to forget it And then come home less afraid and then press it and press it
Or I could go to Australia Carry a bowie knife And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side And learn card tricks And buy everyone drinks And take boxing And try eating things only with chopsticks And write songs about my bowie knife
I could do these dishes I could try to do these dishes I could decide to do these dishes I could decide
Or I could go to Australia Carry a bowie knife And wear my hair like Hepburn parted on the side And learn card tricks and physics And buy everyone drinks And take boxing And try eating things only with chopsticks And finally be like a person I think you might like
I could do these dishes I could try to do these dishes I could decide to do these dishes I could decide to do these dishes Time to DECIDE....
Fuck it I'm gonna go to Australia I'm gonna go to Australia I'm gonna go to Australia I'm gonna go to Australia (She's gonna go to Australia) Bye-bye